Friday, May 20, 2016

Boxes of beetle wings, balls of amber, balls of rubber, statues of jade,
bones of eagles, bones of jaguars, bones of humans, obsidian knives,
carved shells,
conch shells, necklaces, ceramics, ground corn, elemental mercury,
and shards of pyrite embedded in the walls of the tunnel that shine in torchlight like stars.

Eclipse

Ash red in umbra and milk pale in penumbra,
the moon mutates through subtle hues and tones.
After time, a diamond light comes, bursts at its pole.
It has left the shadow of the earth.

Under

I
was floating in the warm amniotic ocean, in the barrier reef off the
Northern Australia coast. My dive guru floated like a dream with her
arms crossed, an underwater Buddha. She reached out and pointed at a
small speck on a jet black sea cucumber. Translucent, purple, and
beautiful, it was a small crustacean that had evolved to live concealed
in the felt black surface. .

Wednesday, May 18, 2016

Wildwood light. I've walked on the Wildwood trail in the Tualatin
mountains above my home from beginning to end, in winter, in summer, in
spring, and in fall, and all these photos were taken along its path.
The light is always changing. I love it most in late afternoon, when the
last shafts of sunlight filter through the trees. The Japanese call it
Komorebi. 木漏れ日 -- Magnificent light. Wildwood light.